When am gone from this world,
And live all that is good and bad,
Will I still be able to cry?
Will all my beloved be fine?
I wander what they would say,
And if they'll remember to put flowers on my grave,
The day I put my eyes to rest,
With both hands gently placed on my chest,
I won't see your sorrowful tears,
I won't be able to comfort you through your fears,
God will see you through just pray,
Just remember to put flowers on my grave,
My last words to you,
Will be real and true,
On that last moment we will have lots to do,
I will write you a poem that will see you through,
I'll make that day be fun and good,
But soon as am gone and buried put flowers on my grave,
When I reach my final destination,
I hope I'll be able to control my emotion,
I'll be walking with the angels,
But I'll still look upon you my friends,
And wait for the day we reunite,
In this place made of light,
When that happens I hope someone will put flowers on your grave,
M